Super clown

I’ve been known to whoosh in

a room filled with crafted writers

dragon slayers and wannabes

and especially those who are having

writers block from being told

this isn’t what was taught in school.

Wearing my usual clown face

it helps at high altitudes

and my yellow sequined cape because

it goes well with my purple boots

I suddenly encounter words of kryptonite

that makes others weak

but not I, the one who can urge

best of hearts to fight

to overcome sharing personal thoughts

and to take back a life

that others have tried to steal.

And in a flash I hear a cry

for help in the distance

not a false alarm this time

so whoosh I go into the night

guided by an illuminating moon

and you count them, stars..

Super clown

burn baby burn

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